The weather was cool and we were hungry. The smell of dinner cooking oozed out of the kitchen into the cool air in front of the house. We got the room keys (No 305), went upstairs to drop our bags and went back down to the dining hall. We introduced ourselves to the other retreatants and then got the food. Hmm... food never tasted so good in the cold. We all ate noisily (not smacking lips) chattering away with new found friends. I noticed the noise in the dining and the sounds that were coming from the jungle surrounding the house. The birds, monkeys and cicadas were chattering away as well but in a more harmonious manner.
Fr David had a short session with us after dinner to kick off the retreat. We all went our way to read and reflect. I chose to be in the dining hall, with a hot cup of Milo, the Bible, my diary and my shawl.
